Chapter 2755 - 228: Who Is Abbie
Shannon Cooper was Molly Wellington’s friend, so naturally, she sided with Molly, mentally cursing Molly’s boyfriend whose name she didn’t even know dozens of times.
At that moment, the sliding door of the private room opened, and Lincoln Harrison came in from outside.
He took off his shoes and walked onto the tatami, coming to Molly Wellington’s side.
Shannon Cooper saw him and immediately frowned, "Lincoln, where have you been? Didn’t I leave Molly in your care, telling you to look after her? How did you let her drink so much?"
Lincoln Harrison knelt down and placed a warm towel on Molly Wellington’s forehead.
"I went to ask the waiter for a hot towel." Despite Shannon’s scolding, Lincoln showed no displeasure; instead, he spoke frankly, "I couldn’t persuade our underclassman. She... seems to have something on her mind."
Lincoln Harrison vaguely guessed why Molly Wellington was like this.
For girls, it’s often matters of the heart that trouble them like this.
Lincoln surmised that Molly Wellington probably had someone she liked, possibly even a boyfriend.
He had feelings for Molly Wellington, but being a gentleman, he wouldn’t take the opportunity to badmouth the person she liked in front of her, so he could only stay silently by her side, accompanying her.
As Molly Wellington drank, she mumbled a lot of confused words, mostly revolving around a name called ’Abbie.’
Lincoln Harrison noted that ’Abbie’ didn’t sound like a man’s name, so he couldn’t fully grasp Molly Wellington’s heart.
But the words she uttered while drinking her sorrows made people feel a pang of sympathy.
Shannon Cooper understood; Molly Wellington must have been thinking about that ’Scumbag boyfriend’ she liked very much but couldn’t be with.
Thinking about how Molly Wellington had told her about the relationship but hadn’t made it public, Shannon decided not to comment further, "Never mind, maybe our underclassman is just in a bad mood... Everyone’s almost done eating, I’ll take her home."
Saying this, Shannon Cooper was about to help Molly Wellington up and take her away.
"Oh no..." The strength from Molly Wellington’s drunken body was pressing entirely on Shannon Cooper’s shoulder.
As Shannon tried to rise, she accidentally strained her back: "Ouch, ouch, ouch, my... my back..."
"Careful..." Seeing Shannon about to fall with Molly Wellington, Lincoln quickly reached out to support the unconscious Molly.
Without the pressure of Molly Wellington’s weight on her, Shannon barely managed to hold her back.
"Are you okay?" Lincoln, holding Molly with one arm, asked Shannon.
With no one to support her, Shannon, propping herself up on the tatami, felt like crying.
"I’m, I’m okay... My back seems to have strained." Shannon tried to stand, but as soon as she exerted force, a sharp pain shot through her back.
Seeing her in pain, Lincoln considerately suggested, "Why don’t you go back with them first, I’ll take our underclassman home for you."
"You?" Shannon looked Lincoln up and down with a distrustful expression.
"Yes, me. Why, is it not okay?" Lincoln nodded, speaking honestly, "I admit I have feelings for her, but I’m not the type to take advantage. She’s drunk like this, and you can’t carry her. If I don’t take her, do you want Christopher Collins and the others to do it?"
Hearing this, Shannon looked at the other men nearby, who were also drunk, and immediately dismissed the idea of asking others.
At least Lincoln was known for his decent demeanor, with no scandals, and had a good reputation—generous and straightforward.
With others, who knows what might happen.
In comparison, as Lincoln’s old classmate of four years, Shannon trusted him the most.
"Then... then you take her. Lincoln, I’m warning you, take her home and come back right away, don’t take advantage of our Molly. I remember I have her address on my cell phone, wait a moment and I’ll find it for you..."